#life is so goooooood

[abitofboth]

yknow when you chug a load of cocktails and at the time you don’t feel it but then an hour or two later you’re like

yeah thag

#I’m like ohhhh my fucking goooood I love all my frieeeends #life is so goooooood #as if I wasn’t like hating life just this morning #boozy brunch makes you indestructible

[boxwinebaddie]

do u think we can hear a little bit of the kyle cant say i love u ask?

ugh, yes </3

so...fair warning, idk what this is. also...

why is it written in present tense? idk. anyways!

i started ~writing~ something ( bad ) that i was going to maybe slap to the end of the ask, which is not proofread or finished, but basically context is that it's the #ravesey divorce fight, the climax of it...

...where stan starts packing a bag and for one of the first times in his pleated, completed, type-a, show no mercy, no nonsense, new jersey slaughterhouse life, kyle broflovski...is paralyzed with fear.

because kyle who always has his shit together is completely losing it.

everything.

his everything.

his stan.

again.

and he's ripped at the seams, dissolving right before our very eyes: his perfect auburn tresses which usually cascade and glide effortlessly down his lithe shoulders, are fucked up, frizzy and falling all over his face which is pale, creased and gaunt...like he's seen a ghost.

his pupils are blown to high heaven and shot to all hell. dilated like two green distress signals. once fierce now frightened, floundering.

his special stan glasses are crooked and fogging up from how hard and uneven his breathing is with the chain nearly suffocating him from how rough and imprecise his startled, frenzied movements are.

he's shaking his head in horror, in shock, in grief, in utter disbelief. really, his whole fucking body is shaking like an addict going through withdrawals, but this is a million times worse than watching someone flush a pack of cigarettes down the toilet. it stings. it burns. it lingers.

in a way that stan won't.

but kyle needs him to, needs him to stay, needs him close, needs him forever, so he's talking fast, way, way, way too fast, like if he can say enough other words, i love you will seem far less grand and lustrous...

but they're not.

whilist time passes achingly slow. and kyle's given hundreds of speeches, debates and lectures, but words fail him, his lips quiver, his mouth opens and closes helplessly and that booming voice is barely a whisper when he finally musters up the dis-courage to mumur;

"...b-baby? baby! where—where are you going?! w-where are YO—“

kyle darts forward and reaches for his boyfriend before he turns into a memory again, not sure where he was aiming. to please, to squeeze, to stroke his tear-slicked cheek, maybe? to dust the tips of the his trembling, unworthy fingers cross that little spot of sun just beneath his right eye. the gentle curve of his jaw, far less violent than his, or—or even just on the side of his arm where love is written in spanish. amor. like tracing the letters onto his skin would be good enough.

but it never was.

he never was.

and as proof of his inadequacy, stan sails to the left and ducks right under kyle's arm, which collides with the quilted down of their couch.

…their couch.

how long would their couch be their couch? kyle thought that their couch would always be their couch! kyle thought that—

"out."

it was a single syllable, uttered in the same bratty voice harnessed by misbehaved teenage boys everywhere, but it was different coming from stan, whose mouth was not made to start fights or draw blood. it was a horrible, harsh sound, wrought with an undercurrent of sadness.

it was then that the realization dawns on him.

stan wasn't angry with him.

stan was disappointed in him.

which was far, far worse.

kyle wants to look strong, look stable, look sturdy, so stan would look at him — god, he would do anything for stan to just look at him! and stop packing that stupid fucking bag, that dumb black jansport backpack they'd bought back to school shopping because...his stan was going back to school. and kyle was so...so proud of him.

but gerald never was, gerald was loud, so kyle was loud, so when he should have congratulated stan for doing something difficult, he criticized him for not doing something easy! like the dishes and told stan he'd stitched his name into the bag...just in case he lost it.

funny how things happen.

…not funny.

not funny at all, actually!

so then…why was he laughing?

why the Fuck was he laug—

"out? Out? O-OUTSIDE?! stan, you—ya can't be serious?! you're in a little t-shirt and—and shorts, you'll freeze to death! you'll—“

kyle clings to the thin fabric of stan's tee-shirt, admiring the myriad of sauce stains and makeup marks that, on a normal night, kyle might be livid about, but tonight...they're lovely; they're so, so lovely.

just like the boy who made them.

the boy kyle loves.

not rockstar raven of crimson dawn.

but sweet, sensitive stanley marsh.

his stan.

his...

kyle's eyes fall absentmindedly to the tattered hem of stan's shorts, where amidst a jagged, serrated sea of angry self mutilizations past, was a new beginning...the beginning of a word, a sound, a letter...a

K.

a k...for kyle.

stan had gotten it done last anti-valentine's day, as a gift, for him, but mostly...for himself. because stan cruelly hated himself, every part of his body, but he hated that part the most. his inner thighs, the valley that stretched between them...so he'd gotten kyle's name tattooed down there, so that when he was off on tour and missed his boyfriend terribly...he was with him.

always.

so that on his very worst days, when he felt the worst about himself, he could still see his super best friend. a precious skin-deep reminder that when the dysphoria hit and he felt like shit, craved a stiff drink and the razor blade winked…that when he felt falsely ugly...

...someone thought he was truly beautiful.

and he was.

he was really...and truly beautiful.

everyday. every second. even now. especially now. and god, what kyle wouldn't do to place his lips in that spot right there, anywhere, everywhere! because kyle couldn't say i love you and they weren't married, no, not in the traditional sense, but even so, kyle went to temple, a place of sacred worship & recited his vows every night.

every stroke, every sigh, every stretch of blessed skin.

i love you.

i love you.

i love—

"because you're so worried about me, right, kyle?"

stan sneers, holding his name like a knife between teeth.

"—because you love me, right?"

he spit and twist it.

it was twisted. and kyle feels those spiteful syllables split him open like shrapnel. he gasps like stan had shot him, grasping the hem of his shirt so hard that it hurt, like a little kid clinging to his mother's skirt.

so scared she would leave.

so scared she would go, begging

don't go.

please don't go.

please, please, please don't g—

"NO! i—i do! stan, i do!”

kyle tries to argue but nearly breaks his neck nodding, with his shrill voice weak and watery and wanting.

“baby—BABY! i do, i DO! i really do! i—I LO—“

but the words wouldn't come.

kyle was banging on the wall, iron clad and impenetrable, he fought and shouted, kicked and screamed and still...nothing would come.

he couldn't say it. he couldn't FUCKING say it!

why...why?

Why?

WHY?!

he had never wanted to cry before but he could feel it in the back of his throat. he wants to come out. the little boy he'd trapped back there. but he couldn't be that big again, that small...that pathetic. so he bites down HARD. harder than he'd even bitten before and thrashes his cheek with his teeth, the taste of blood filling his mouth.

and for a moment...he feels dizzy...

because the blood tastes like metal.

like stan.

just like sta—

"save it, mi sabelotodo."

stan sniffs and lifts his head up slowly. his damp bangs are stuck to his forehead, the tips just barely kissed with bleach, mere whispers of the boy they wanted him, those beautiful dark roots growing with him into the man he wanted to be. whose wonderful face was flushed with frustration, whose kind, bright blue eyes were...

god, all kyle had wanted was for stan to look at him. but it gores him; it guts him. it carves him; it cuts him.

it was wrong. it was all wrong!

he took it back. he took it all back!

take me back, baby.

he wants to plead, while his lip shakes and bleeds.

stanley, PLEASE take me ba—

then, in one foul swoop, the boy with the bag shrugs his shoulders and kyle's hand crumples back down onto the couch. broken. lifeless.

"—save it for someone you actually love."

#anyways hope i die #actually tho bc this was so poorly written oh my god #i am in pain i am sorry i wanted this to be not bad #i'll proof it and fix it later smh #BUT I WANTED YALL TO HAVE IT #ANYWAYS I HATE MY LIFE SO BAD I HATE IT HERE #also stans spicy lil inner thigh kyle tattoo is important to me #hot boy self care behavior #WHICH EVEN IF IT WASNT #THATS OKAY BC KYLE TAKES REALLY GOOD CARE OF HIM AND LOVES HIM SO MUCH EVEN THO HE CANT SAY IT #MAAAAAAAAN #WERE IN HELL #ANYWAYS #jerseys perspective makes me wanna kword myself so bad like hes so desperate and loving and sad and i LOVE HIM #BABY ITS GONNA BE OKAY :(((( #mi sabelotodo WAS VIIIIIIIIOLENT #LIKE OH MY GOOOOOOOD #i fixed it so the tenses are right now #im so bad at that idk why i did present tense im insane sorry #we know this we sometimes love this #I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS I LOVE ANGST #I LOVE WRITING AAA IM SMILING IM SO HAPPY #LIKE IM SAD BUT IM HAPPY IM WRITING EEEE

[this-should-do]

Swan Upon Mesa

#half life #gordon freeman #idoindeeddraw #ponderingradioactivedecay #for the love of god please listen to swan upon leda #its so fucking goooooood #auauuauaghgh #ended up cutting th elast page cuz i didnt feel like finishing it and also it didnt really fit that well... #sad cuz it had my beloved eye closeups but its for the better i think

[mercymaker]

noooooo mel don't start coloring a new gif at 3am what are you doing

#life #my dumbnass really said 'maybe going to bed insanely late will fix all your sleeping problems' #though funny enough while i did go to bed between 3 and 4am last night i slept till almost noon sdfdsdfg #so idk #i just put astarion in red and it looks goooooood

[adwox]

i just beat mmz1...

#GOOOOOOOD LORD THAT WAS SOOOOOOOOO AMAZING. the people were not kidding. #ohhh my god i had SO MUCH FUN. life changing experience dare i say #i have so many thoughts idk where to begin but it wont be on this post omfg i just had to share #>mine_>text

[usoratonkachi]

life update i'm dating bachira part time and isagi part time

#and sitting on bachira's face rn #in my blue lock cock era #anw i luv him sm sm sm sm he is so weird and cute and unsettling i want to date him so bad #im also heart eyes over is.agi he is painfully my type but i will not get into that rn #also hey uhm what the heck happened Wut is the everyone option is there a new mutuals only post option????? 0v0 #its only been a month and tumblr breaks into my house (blog) and rearranges my furniture (settings) without me knowing -_- #ANYWAY i am reading the manga rn and it is sooooo goooooood #kinda insane but like normal at the same time cuz its soccer yk i get it... LMFAO #pray for a bllk hyperfixation era for me bc i miss tumblr i just dont see a reason to come on here BUT HEY... BLLK... PERHAPS... #ALSO CSM AND BNHA AND SOOOO MUCH DSKJFHS AND KINKTOBERRRRR AHHH I FORGOT #& i miss u all so bad life is so BUSY and full time job stupid and i go to gym now bc getting jacked slowly to look like j.osuke from j.jba #smirks #however im currently still Sad TM irl if u will thus i am not fully back yet #but i just needed to yell abt ba.chira for one second to the void #also to get mutualstonin for a bit and dip

[easeupkid]

need to stop listening to nathan’s music………

#i listen to brotherkenzie songs and think about [redacted] and it’s actively ruining my life at this moment in time #BUT I CAN’T BECAUSE IT’S SO GOOOOOOOD #love his latest album so much it’s unreal #unfortunately i am also delusional about [redacted] SO #i’ll delete this later #c speaks

[despairforme]

       When?

#[ WHEN IS HE GONNA LOOK LIKE THIS AGAIN ] #[ LOOK AT THE MOST PRECIOUS ] #[ T - T ] #[ okay but me? i'm in a goooooood mood ] #[ got in touch with a precious friend of mine so that's ?? can't get better than that ] #[ also it's raining so it's v much a writing mood ] #[ i lit up the fireplace ] #[ super cozy ] #[ anddddd i'm very inspired today ] #[ i am v hyped for my stories so i MIGHT end up working on them today ] #[ but of course i'm gonna write some stuff on nnoitra as well ] #[ and later? play f1 uvu ] #[ v good life v good life ] #[ hope you're all doing gooood! ] #toby post. ╱ out of character.

[expatesque]

06.08.2022 // Absolutely transcendent moment today when I realized my study spreadsheet was linked to the wrong number and I am actually ahead in my studying as opposed to hopelessly behind.

#this is #a miracle #genuinely so relieved #lets enjoy this wedding today then!!! #s narrates her life #this post made at 7am because that's the kijd of shit I've been doing to try to get on tip of this studying #but now im goooooood!

[depictedblue-moved]

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Send ✏️ if you like my writing

#you are the love of my life I swear to goooooood #ilyyyyyyyyyy #thank you so much my love #&. ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ | ᴍᴊ ɪs ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɴᴏᴡ

[insert-neologism]

looking like im 15 will be the fucking death of me

#guys got a crush 😔 #goooooood #know when i said ill fall in live with everyone in the street? it's like that but in a restaurant so she's there like the whole time #mitos incredible life #sucks to be me idc how ill loon younger in 30 years can I pls look my actually ge for onfe

[espytalks]

Yall have no idea how stoked i am about this

#espy talks #this game changed my life yall #it THE REASON i started taking art seriously #and it LOOKS SOOO GOOOOOOOD #ive been watching a lot of stuff about the og recently actually #and this looks so much better in comparison #the textures look better and it looks so crisp and clear in hd #im sooo hyped man

[etherical-angel]

my fatigue was so chronic today omfg why cant i just have a normal fucking body

#i sleep. im tired. i eat. im tired. i live. im tired. #my head hurts aaughhhh #like whats up with my digestion being cursed i thought humans were supposed to SURVIVE ON FOOD...... #food and sleep. why do those kill me. #and i die if i dont do them too?? who fucked this up #i fucked up at work but i can make myself happy..i can daydream and smile all day and feel so so good...so none of it matters.... #im addicted to daydreaming more than usual lately cuz i can literally force myself to feel joy alllllll day #and that helps with feeling like shit #ive spent most of my life in other realities cuz this one kinda sucks ngl #its a losing gamble cuz anything i daydream then become impossible for me to experience here #so i exchange real moments for immediate happiness #and i cant help it. its how i process things. #but it feels so goooooood....even if the people in the daydreams dont reply......cuz idk how they would.... #why do i so often feel sick ):

[uchiyaandeewaran]

It’s a Punjabi song, translated into Hindi, being sung by an Asian-looking guy with a French accent near Chennai.

This. This is India.

#they sang a few French songs so ik that’s a French accent #but also they look Asian? #I AM LOVING THIS #currently sitting in a hammock by the beach and listening to this #with the wind #life’s goooooood

[rowarn]

RO OH MY GOD PLEASEEEE I NEED MORE CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND KÖNIG :(( just imagine seeing him again and he's so BIG AHHH i would fold immediately

GOOOOOOOD INAGINE OPENING UR DOOR AND JUST SEEING HIS BIG ASS JUST STANDING THERE, HAVING TO STOOP DOWN A BIT TO SEE UNDER THE DOOR UGHHHHHHHH I WOULD BE ON MY KNEES RIGHT THEN AND THERE!!!!!!!

anyway childhood friend könig who is a tad bit unreliable. he comes back into your life for a brief period, gets you comfortable with having him by your side again. and then he just leaves. no word. no communication. just gone. u find out from his mother that he was deployed and you're just so confused why he didn't say anything. you're left for 2 whole months just wondering if he was angry with you. then he comes back, acting like nothing happened. just fits himself back into your life and you decide to let it go and not say anything. but then it happens again. and again. and again. he constantly just leaves with no word, leaving you in the dark wondering for days until you get confirmation that he's been deployed. you never know how long, never know if he was upset before he left, never know why he just leaves like that. but it makes u feel so unimportant, makes you feel used because he comes back like nothing happened, eats the dinner you make, spends time with you, sleeps with you, gets you wrapped around his finger again only to be gone the next minute. when you tell him how you feel he gets angry and blames you for being clingy bc he doesn't understand that you care about him and that you want to know when he's leaving and he doesn't think it's fair for you to keep tabs on him because you're not his mother so why should he )-: you're just friends. friends who have sex. and he doesn't understand that you don't want to be something to warm his cock when he's home just for him to leave you in the dark like u mean nothing to him

#ask

[peachie-bumblebee]

hi love!! i was obsessed with ur sb nsfw hcs and recently ive had a bit of a fixation on roxy. ik you included her in ur og hc thjng but maybe you could expand on that with more hcs or smth?? whatever you do itd be much appreciated !! thank you sm and make sure to take necessary breaks <33

hi love!!!! i also ADORE Roxanne Wolf and I’d be totally happy to do extended headcanons for you and anyone else who wants them <3

NSFW HEADCANONS WITH ROXANNE WOLF- EXTENDED

NSFW MINORS DNI

she’s so hOT i’m literally salivating

CW: GENERAL KINK

her nipples are PIERCED! no i’m not just saying that cuz mine are and i didn’t go into enough detail last time. they are pierced with barbell jewelry. its so sexy. i’m so correct.

she likes having them played with

she’s so intense, but not in the way monty is. something about her just instantly gets you submissive and she doesn’t even have to try.

like she can just make you melt by wrapping one nail around your chin

…i know she puts her tongue in a pussy AHGDIDGHDIDHCHD

if you’re amab prepare to get the whole shaft licked HSGDJDSG

i’m actually medically needing her its not even funny

she rides FACE she will sit on her partners face and RIIIIIDEEEEEEE

SHE PLAYS THE KEYBOARD. If Chicas fingers are strong, Roxy’s are flexible.

GODDD i know she slides them in and out so painfully slow.

she makes so much casual fun of her partners during sex. “like oh? this it all it takes to do it for you? god.”

she is also FANTASTIC with the strap. hard and lightning fast thrusts up against the wall.

yet she can also make it brutally, brutally slow.

also likes her strap being sucked. she’ll sit on her little chair and have you keep her strap warm with your throat while she lazily practices keyboard or does her makeup.

she’s randomly thrust a little.

if she’s busy and her partner is needy, she’ll literally just cockwarm them

she likes to be worshipped. she just does. it gets her going. she loves to be craved.

she’s a clit/dick head pincher. dooooont caaaare.

the type to say “that’s right” when you do something she likes

i don’t see her using things like floggers like chica does but she DOES use her claws if that’s something her partner would also want.

she’s careful. she has a shocking amount of restraint.

no matter how much you beg, it doesn’t really faze her on the surface at all.

….aphrodisiac fic anyone?

she tastes like caramel IDK WHY I JUST FEEL IT IN MY PUSSY OKAY

she s p r e a d s. her partners legs during sex. literally has them splayed open so the both of you can watch it go in IM S(CREAMING)

she wants so badly to bite her partners during sex but she holds herself back cuz she knows it could go super wrong

when Chica and Roxy fuck, sometimes Chica will let her a little.

yk how people are like “oh nobody scissors in real life” guess what, i do! and i think she would be very good at it too.

…this is making me seem like a Roxy kinnie- i don’t have the confidence for that

doesn’t tolerate brattiness very well. she can handle it to a certain extent, but after a certain point she’s just like “fine. if you know so much better than me than I guess I don’t need to do anything.”

gives pussyjobs like a pro.

she’s very good at keeping the right angle for it, and sometimes she’ll make her partner cum all over their chest just like that

she groans n shit when she gets close FUCK

GOOOOOOOD

#peachiebumblebee #peachie bumblebee #fnaf security breach x reader #security breach ruin #fnaf #security breach smut #roxanne security breach #roxanne wolf x reader #roxanne wolf #glamrock roxanne #fnaf roxanne #roxy wolf #roxanne wolf smut #fnaf smut #five nights at freddy's security breach #security breach #fnaf security breach